#Been working hard on commissions and patreon content...

[gabisart]

𝐷𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡

𝐸𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟 𝑣𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ☀️

[cacartoon]

Patreon March 2025 Wallpaper

And a full explanation of where the hell these guys have been

So ever since I announced “The Origins Arc” or what is now called “Lost and Found Arc”, I’ve come across a major problem.

I’m not entirely sure how to go about it.

On the one hand, I know what happens when you over do it and putting so much energy into something that’s supposed to be simple fun can kill the vibe immediately. So I’ve taken my time to figure it out.

But on the other hand, I do have ideas and I’m not apposed to doing it.

Of course this does NOT mean it’s canceled or really a hiatus. It’s more like limbo.

And on more personal notes, I need money. It’s hard enough to split my time up between working towards more financially stable options and making content that realistically I can’t bank off of.

Top it off with my major platform, TikTok, always under threat of banning and my emotional and mental state from that was drained so drastically I was already in self destruct mode, the entire thing was sent into a whirlpool of uncertainty.

Not to mention for an “arc” like this to explain whatever sort of chaos I cooked up the last like 3 years can’t exactly be done in a funny meme video, and I’ve seen the numbers. People don’t really care about just straight up mini comics or slide shows.

So my brain is trying to figure out what would work best and efficiently without sacrificing fun or making work harder since commissions have been on a downward spiral thanks to recent events.

Of course, I have been getting on a better track thanks to the Octonauts fan comic as it actually helped put my creative process for comics into perspective and I’ve been having a ball learning. And the response has been overwhelmingly supportive both here, BlueSky, and TikTok.

So while this isn’t the end of Game 6, it’s just going to be complicated without a level of stability.

I’m sorry I don’t speak enough or post enough, but we’ll get over this hurdle somehow. In the meantime, I do intend on working on my other projects as I do need to make money and without content I can’t exactly expect people to throw handouts at me lmao.

So please enjoy the wallpaper and check out my other socials. And thanks again for listening.

Stay safe everyone, and take good care of yourselves

[herecirmsims]

Scientists

Part one of a large science-themed commission I made last month for TheSimAwe! This pack contains 11 solo poses (5 for an unfortunate Sim inside the test tube, 6 for a Sim inspecting the tube from the outside), and 3 couple poses for outside the tube. All-in-ones included.

Poses were made with masc and femme frames and as always there may be clipping or floating depending on Sim body type or clothing.

The couple poses and some of the solo poses require a notebook acc - however, no need to switch between outfits, as poses 6-8 have the acc hidden.

You will need:

- Pose Player

- Teleport Any Sim

- notepad acc (included, found in hat category)

- Get To Work EP (for the test tube pedestal object)

Not required, but might be useful: these test tube alien deco Sims by LazySimmies were made for the same storyteller who I made these poses for, and may be useful to you!

Download here (always free!): SFS | Patreon

TOU: you may adjust for personal use to avoid clipping etc., but please do not reupload/paywall/claim as your own.

I’d love to see them used! You can tag me on Bluesky, Instagram, or Tumblr. I repost. ❤️

You can easily browse more of my posepacks using my Ko-Fi gallery. Want to commission me and help support my work? Details here! Want to leave a suggestion for poses you'd like to see? Form here!

A note regarding the notebook acc

I had some problems finding the required accessory for these poses, as the first acc I downloaded turned out to be over 39,000 poly (which is a little crazy, btw. This was from an early access creator so please be aware that paid content does not necessarily mean it will be optimised for your game. You can check polycount yourself by opening a package in S4S and clicking on the 'Meshes' tab!).

The only other suitable acc I found was by a maker whose public CC is now only available via CurseForge. It had been my intention to link to the VeryCursed folder I got it from, but I also had to make some (basic!) thumbnails for it since the original package didn't have any and was very hard to find in CAS. Hence why I'm uploading it myself.

@ts4-poses @alwaysfreecc

[hatchetmanofficial]

Hallo Gnome!

When you see this please know I’m asking or what I’m saying is meant to attack or hurt you in anyway, but I do have to ask.

I know someone asked when Day 1 and 2 is coming your reply is ‘when I’m finished’ but that— doesn’t explain to much of what’s going on nor feels like a definitive answer.

Like where’s your progress at? Or what might the actually pause be? Are you doing alright? Has things been getting hard lately? Your Patreon hasn’t been updated in 6 months(I know the plushy is the last thing posted but that still doesn’t inform us of the game direction itself), but you know people are still being charged and things are expected, but we have no notice and I only ask as a concerned fan. Is everything ok?

I do love MDHM and more than anything I want to see it skyrocket and the last thing I’d ever wish to see— and I hate to say it— is it become what Sunny Day Jack has become right now, they did too many things at once and never focused on the big picture and everyone got tired. You put a lot of work into this and I know you very much have the dedication. And I believe more communication is essential to keep this and your fans going.

No issue. It’s mostly a problem on my part because of the workload I handle. The rewrite for day 2 is almost completed, that’s what is holding back the game from being released. Day 3 however, is finished!

So as of late, I’m very behind on work. The summer heat cuts off a portion of my work because I live in a shitty house, that shuts off the power if it gets too hot. So I have limited time, sadly. I can’t produce much content as I would like. I put the game aside to work on commissions and the Alan plush. Not to mention I have received some not so savory news the past month. I’ve been still making content of MDHM, just forget to upload on Patreon which is a shitty excuse.

Nevertheless, I’m very shitty at managing, but I will be upfront with everyone. I’ll try to do a better job!

[askagamedev]

Doing this on anon for obvious reasons but is there any chance of getting hired as an entry level game dev in 2025? I've been unemployed for nearly two years since graduating from uni and I'm just getting rejection after rejection from game companies. All the posts are looking for senior devs, team leads, or managers. I have friends who've given up on the industry entirely. Is there any hope? Or am I fighting a losing battle here...

In times of economic difficulty or uncertainty, the number of overall jobs decreases because the number of cancellations rises. New studios do start up, but entry level positions are rare since most of the new studios are looking for funding and they need the core senior dev team to build enough of a prototype to sell the idea to the money people. Were I in your place, I would do two things - I would first widen my search to look for work in adjacent fields where I could train my primary skills, and I would secondly do amateur game dev in my spare time to use as experience as I apply for new jobs.

The first approach is to get a game dev adjacent job. If you're an artist, this could mean illustration, commissions, contract work, or whatever else. Engineering could mean working in simulation software, B2B stuff, graphics, user interface, server engineering, and so on. Producers should focus project management positions and the like. Designers are probably the hardest to find something nearby, a UX designer position or maybe working in training/simulation software or casino games would be a decent fit. Regardless what it is you find, find something to earn some money while you try to get the real job you want.

Secondly, work on your own game dev project in your spare time. Create art assets, build gameplay systems, create game content, do stuff to level up and grow your skills. The self-driven project experience will be noticed on your resume when you apply to positions. We hiring managers want to see that kind of stuff on resumes, especially if you can't find a job in the field. We know that finding a job is hard, we won't hold it against you when we're hiring at entry level.

It's important to remember that entry level work has lots of applicants. Luck plays as large a part in the hiring process as the resume and skills. This could mean that the hiring manager has already selected a candidate or has a candidate further along in the interview process than you at the time of application, or that we already have an offer out for someone, or that the project has changed and the position is a ghost job that the recruiters haven't taken down yet. As such, it's a numbers game - the more shots you take, the more likely you'll get a response (especially if you take the time to [optimize your chances]). If you really want to work professionally as a game dev, you need determination to keep going. Find something to pay the bills, keep doing it in your spare time, and update your resume before firing off a fresh round of applications every six months or so.

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[thevanillerose]

GRACE | YANDERE!SEBASTIAN x READER | BLACK BUTLER

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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything except my own writing. All properties belong to their respective creators. Content Warnings: Yandere / Unhealthy relationship A/N: Request [4/10] for my 100 Followers Celebration!

The Phantomhive Manor.

The first time you set foot inside that place, it took everything in you not to gape openly. It was more like a palace masquerading as a home, the kind of grandiose estate that made even the most disciplined workers awestruck when they arrived for duty. 

Ornate chandeliers hung above, gems like falling stars, and polished marble floors gleamed underfoot, the scent of aged wood and fresh roses always permeating the air. Room after room awaited inside, each one led to by a labyrinth of hallways.

It was beautiful, yes. Imposing too. 

There was great power here, far more than your poor, downtrodden family could ever even fathom. With resilience though, you had managed to work your way up to this prestigious position; a Phantomhive maid.

You adjusted your posture as you stepped inside, smoothing your skirts and lifting your chin, quietly reminding yourself of the importance of this day. First impressions were everything, but you were fairly confident. After all, you had been raised to carry yourself with grace and decorum, qualities your previous, smaller employers, had always admired. It was that reputation that had earned you this opportunity, and you didn’t intend to squander it.

“Ah, the new maid,” a smooth, rich voice greeted, pulling your attention to the figure approaching you.

Sebastian Michaelis.

You recognized him immediately, having heard the staff in your last post whispering about him—the perfect butler, the shadow of the Earl of Phantomhive. Seeing him in person made those stories feel almost understated. His presence was magnetic, his tailored suit fitting him impeccably, and those crimson eyes… 

They were piercing in a way that made your chest tighten. He was ethereally beautiful. 

He offered you a polite bow. “Welcome to Phantomhive Manor. I trust your journey was pleasant.”

“It was, thank you,” you replied, keeping your tone steady. You returned his bow with practiced poise, careful not to let your nerves show. Your ankle almost wobbled, but you willed it into check.

Sebastian straightened, his gaze lingering on you for a beat too long. 

“Follow me. We’ll begin at once.”

…

The first few days were grueling. Sebastian was exacting in a way that bordered on ruthless. Every task was scrutinized, every mistake corrected with almost inhuman precision. But you’d expected as much. The Phantomhive household had a pretty scary reputation when it came to high standards, and Sebastian made it clear from the outset that he intended to uphold them just as strictly as the rumors suggested. Luckily, this was something you had prepared for.

“You were uneven here,” he said one morning, gesturing to the edge of a polished silver tray you’d arranged. “Symmetry is paramount. Start again.”

“Yes, Mr. Michaelis,” you replied, keeping your tone even, though your ego was a little bruised. You made the adjustment without hesitation regardless, wanting to keep him happy. Wanting to keep this job, one you had worked so hard for.

It wasn’t until you glanced up that you noticed the faintest flicker of…something…in his eyes. It was gone in an instant, replaced by his usual placid manner, but it had been there. It had definitely been there. And it wasn’t the last time you’d witness it.

By the end of your first week, even Sebastian had trouble finding fault in your performance. That alone would have been satisfying, but it was the subtle shifts in his demeanor that caught your attention—the way his gaze lingered when he thought you weren’t looking, the way his tone softened ever so slightly when addressing you.

“Impressive,” he had commented one afternoon after watching you arrange the dining table for a dinner service. The compliment was rare, and his voice carried a warmth you hadn’t heard before.

“Thank you,” you said, meeting his eyes.

Something flickered there again, but he looked away before you could discern it.

Thus, it didn’t take long for word of your performance to spread. When a visiting noblewoman from another prominent family dined at the Phantomhive estate, she noticed your poise and precision immediately. You caught her watching you several times during the evening, and by the time the dinner ended, she had requested a private word with Ciel.

A few days later, you were called into the estate manager’s office.

“You’re being transferred,” the manager told you bluntly. “Lady Ashdown’s family has requested your services. They’re offering a significant sum to secure you.”

The news took you by surprise, but you couldn’t deny the opportunity was flattering. The Ashdown family was one of the wealthiest in England, and working for them would be an incredible step forward in your career.

“Does the young master approve?” you asked carefully.

“Lord Phantomhive has no objections,” the manager replied. “Lady Ashdown’s bid outmatched what we would pay to retain you, and his lordship sees no reason to interfere.”

“Then…” you flushed happily, “...That’s simply wonderful news!”

…

When Sebastian heard this ‘wonderful news’, though, his reaction was anything but positive. Not even neutral.

“Transferring?” he repeated, his tone dangerously soft. He stood perfectly still, but the tension radiating off him was palpable. Like an aura.

You hesitated. “Yes. Lady Ashdown’s family made an offer—”

“And the young master agreed to this?”

You nodded. “It’s a good opportunity.”

For a moment, Sebastian said nothing. Then, he turned his gaze to you, his crimson eyes darker than you’d ever seen them, almost black. 

“A good opportunity,” he echoed, his voice cold. “For whom?”

“I—” You faltered, unsure how to respond.

“You’ve worked here for mere weeks,” he continued, his tone like ice. “Do you believe your training is complete? That you’ve reached the pinnacle of what you could achieve under my guidance?”

“I’m grateful for what I’ve learned here,” you said carefully, trying to placate him. “But—”

“Gratitude is meaningless if it leads to abandonment,” he said sharply. His words cut through you, and for the first time, you saw something raw beneath his polished exterior—something possessive.

You opened your mouth to argue, but he turned away abruptly, his movements stiff, and left the room without another word.

…

The night before your transfer, you struggled to sleep. The manor was eerily quiet tonight, silent in a way that felt heavy, oppressive, cloying. Though you tried to shake the unease crawling up your spine, it clung to you relentlessly.

After tossing yourself back and forth into an uncomfortable sweat, you decided to take a walk to clear your head and exhaust yourself a little, but as you stepped into the hallway, you found Sebastian waiting for you.

He stood there in the middle of your path, his posture as perfect as ever, but there was something different about him. He smiled when he saw you, but it wasn’t kind.

“Can’t sleep?” he asked softly.

You nodded, your throat suddenly dry. “I thought a walk might help.”

He stepped closer, his crimson eyes glinting in the low light. “And tomorrow,” he murmured, “you leave.”

“Yes,” you said, though the word felt uncertain now, like it didn’t belong to you. “Sebastian, about that—”

“You won’t be leaving.”

The words were calm, but the force behind them was undeniable, and scary. Your chest tightened. “Sebastian, it’s not up to you—”

“You belong here,” he said, cutting you off. His voice was low, almost a whisper, but it carried all the weight of a firm command. “With me.”

Your breath caught. “Sebastian, I—”

“Shh.” He closed the distance between you, his gloved hand brushing against your cheek. His smile widened, but it was predatory now, his eyes gleaming with something primal. “I won’t permit it. You are mine.”

…His?

“You do have a choice, of course,” he interrupted smoothly, his voice soft but sharp as a blade. He stepped closer, and you instinctively stepped back, only to feel the fine wallpaper against your shoulders. “You can choose to stay. Or you can choose to leave and face the consequences.”

Your chest tightened. “What…consequences?”

Sebastian tilted his head slightly, his smile widening. “Do you believe the Ashdown family will receive you if you fail to arrive?” he murmured, his tone as gentle as it was menacing. “What will they think if your journey ends abruptly? If your carriage is overturned in an unfortunate accident? Or perhaps…” He paused, his gloved fingers brushing against your cheek in sickening tenderness. “…if word reaches them that you’ve simply vanished?”

The breath caught in your throat. “You wouldn’t—”

“Wouldn’t I?” he asked, his crimson eyes locking onto yours and holding your own gaze captive. His smile didn’t waver, but there was something unhinged and strange about the way he looked at you now, something that made your stomach twist nauseously. 

“Do you truly believe you have more value to them than you do to me?”

Your heart began to pound against your ribs. 

“Sebastian, this isn’t right—”

“What ‘isn’t right’,” he said softly, leaning in closer, “is the idea of someone else benefiting from all that you’ve become under my guidance. From the dedication I’ve cultivated. From the grace I’ve come to admire.”

You shuddered as his hand slipped from your cheek to your chin, tilting your face up to meet his with just two slender digits. His touch was deceptively gentle, smooth against your skin, but there was no mistaking the reality that you were trapped. You couldn’t pull away, even if you tried.

“You were never meant to leave, [Y/N],” he murmured, his voice low and hypnotic. “Not for them. Not for anyone.”

Your voice trembled as you spoke. “The young master—”

“Has no attachment to you,” he interrupted, his tone dismissive. “But I do.”

The weight of his words crushed whatever protest you might have had left. Staring at him, your body was frozen, your mind reeling. This wasn’t protectiveness. This wasn’t care. This was possession, pure and absolute.

“Do you see now?” he asked, his voice softer but no less dangerous. “There is no scenario in which you leave this manor.”

Tears pricked at your eyes, but you bit them back, refusing to let them fall. 

“You can’t keep me here,” you whispered, though the words felt hollow even as you spoke them.

Sebastian chuckled, the sound low and dark, and stepped back just enough to let his gaze roam over you. “Oh, my dear,” he said, his smile widening into something far more sinister. “I am a demon. Keeping you here is the simplest of tasks.”

He straightened, his expression once again composed, as though the conversation had been nothing more than idle chatter. Yours was anything but. 

“Go back to bed,” he said smoothly. “You’ll need your rest.”

You didn’t move, your heart still racing, your body trembling. Processing what he had just said.

“That wasn’t a suggestion,” he added with pressure in his tone, his crimson eyes glinting with warning. “Run along now. You have no need to trouble yourself with things you cannot change.”

Bewildered, you turned and stumbled back up the hallway toward your room, your legs barely carrying you, his words echoed in your mind. As your pace quickened, so too did your panic.

There was no leaving. Not now. Not ever. 

And as you shut the door behind you, pressing your back against it, you realized one terrifying truth:

Sebastian Michaelis had already decided your fate.

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[yuurivoice]

Several questions!

1.What were you up to before starting yuurivoice?

2.When did you realize that this was what you were going to do as a job going forward?

3.Any anxieties that you had when you started first started?

4. Do you enjoy (not in the sexual sense) making the NSFW audios, or is that just something that pays the bills? Like, if you didn’t have to make NSFW audios for Patreon, would you still do it for fun?

5. If they have,how do you think writing these stories has changed you as a person ?

Pre-YV I was just about done trying. I had an anime YouTube channel doing some video essay style stuff but it wasn't really popping off. I'd done some professional writing, but fell out of the space I'd built up my experience in and didn't feel like going back. No schooling. No job. Kinda at a dead end with no real shot at getting on my feet. Then Yuri on Ice happened, and it was off to the races.

So on to point 2, shit bro the first time I got commissioned I was like...well I better keep going. There was no "and I quit my real job to become a full time content creator!" moment, it was "i got off food stamps and didn't have to go to the food bank anymore". So my experience was much different, I was instead constantly anxious that everything would burn to the ground and dry up. I worked incredibly hard. Too hard. For a year, two years, three. I don't know when I finally felt safe. I don't know if I ever truly will, but I accepted that it was a real career and was my job moving forward when I finally was renting my own place with my own money.

That probably covers a bit of point 3, but I remember the fear that I wouldn't be able to pivot from Yuri On Ice content to other fandoms, and then from mostly fandom work to my own original characters. It was a scary leap at the time.

I enjoy making NSFW stuff when I don't have a dozen other things to worry about. If all I had to do was just post the smut, life would be a lot easier. Having to split a SFW to NSFW concept, make it a decent YouTube video, script it, record it, plus the smut, separate posts, schedule uploads, write the descriptions......you see what I'm saying? If I just had to moan for a bit and hit post I'd have a great time. Instead it feels like I have to run a goddamn gauntlet just to get one basic thing done. Needless to say, my passion really lies with the narrative work. I want to keep refining my process so I have less friction getting shit done.

As for how my writing and how these stories have changed me, I think there are a multitude of ways I've been impacted but it can be summed up with:

I spent my whole life feeling like I was out of place, inoperable, lazy, and all in all useless. My imagination and daydreaming was what carried me through abuse, heartache, grief, and every miserable thing that ever happened to me because if I didn't try to soothe myself and escape, I couldn't have made it. Writing became the only thing I felt I ever had a real talent for. Storytelling was the thing that made me feel like I was in the right place, doing the right thing.

The biggest change is that I've received all the confirmation I ever could have asked for, I've been afforded the opportunity prove myself and succeed. The confidence that has given me gave me the push to live, more and more. I've fought to better myself and keep going because I finally found my thing and every lie the world ever told me about myself has been undone. That's the big one.

Good questions! Thank you for asking! 💖✨️

[ochremouse]

Hi everyone!

Recently it's been difficult putting out new content and creating more full pieces of art/ more polished work with college. I know that the wait times for these new pieces are pretty long and I wanted to let you all know that there are now a few easy ways to support me to help me out!

- My patreon is now open! Here, you'll be able to find monthly sketches, exclusive pieces, previews of future posts! It's also just a really awesome way to support me while getting to see the behind-the-scenes!

- My digital commissions are also open! Typically most pieces range from $15- $100 USD but can go higher. I'm also working on getting a more formal commission sheet working. Though until then, please send me a dm or an ask about it! My message boxes are open on pretty much all social media so please don't be afraid to ask me about it!

Currently working on a lot more but until then, thank you! I'll be sure to work hard to create new stuff for you!

[chrysanthemumgames]

Jess! I have ... thoughts! In a good sense. I recently re picked FOA up (moving to the other side of the world on your own makes you need a safe space!) and GOSH. I cannot believe its published, the last time I played was when I was a patreon and the BIP for chapter 6 or 7 was coming out.

It is truly one of the most amazing pieces of work I have ever had the pleasure of reading. It has definitely helped some of the rather overwhelming loneliness of late, I love all the new things even in the early chapters.

May I ask, with Patreon, are you able to select the currencies that can be paid in, or is that a website wide thing? I'm hoping to support you on full bloom once I'm more stable in my new home, although my currency is sadly not there. (Of course I can always convert...but I thought it worth asking! (because A) You deserve all the support in the world and B) I would do ANYTHING to be able to commison a short piecece by you. If you ever consider doing them outside of patreon, I will be a loyal consumer 🫡🫡)

Anyway, I just wanted to thank you. I feel IF writers dont always get the thanks they deserve, and I don't think I've ever played another game or read another piece of fiction that has been able to move me so much. As a writer myself, you inspire me greatly.

On a more silly note, although impossible, part of me wants to believe that a very lovely gothic god (Hades) is watching over me from his little book world. Even if that DOES mean he would've seen my unceremoniously crash my bike (with myself atop it) into a ditch this morning 😂

I'm on my third consecutive playthrough, as I must see ALL of the content. I hope you have the loveliest of days (or night, or whatever time you read this ask). And hope that it brings you some joy to know how much of a haven your work as been for a little internet stranger as of late.

Hey anon, first of all, I hope you're okay! The ask definitely took a hard left turn there for a second with the bit about crashing into the ditch!

But also, international moves are really difficult and often pretty lonely as well. I made one myself several years ago now, and I remember that very well. I hope settling in is going well, and I'm sincerely glad FoA is helping.

I, unfortunately, do not have any control over what currencies Patreon accepts or doesn't, only the one in which I set my prices. I'm using USD for that because it's where most readers are based and I can convert it fairly easily to my own currency. But that's separate from which ones the site will accept; I'm sorry they don't seem to take yours. :/

I've considered opening commissions a few times, but at the moment my main focus is just on getting BotL written and out there as soon as possible. Keeping up the pace I want to with that is taking the majority of my writing stamina on any given day, but if that changes, I'll be sure to let people know.

Thank you so much for your support, and I hope you have a good one, too!

[prof-peach]

Little update!

So with work pulling me in all different directions right now, I've adjusted the Patreon, its tiers, and what you get for the support.

Ive been tied for time, so offering lots of stuff kind of shoots me in the foot, but instead i've set up super cheap tiers for peaks and exclusive art content viewing, as followes:

$2 for pokmeon only content. Comic wips and various little insights

$3 for Fruit salad AU's, thinsg where Peach, Plum and Grey exist elsewhere.

$3 for NSFW content.

$6 for everything stated above if you fancy the lot.

$15 if you love the work and want to be mega super fan.

These adjustments include access to the Dotaku Discord server so you can chat with others too.

FEEL FREE TO GO TAKE A LOOK AT PATREON IF YOU LIKE

I've been having a really hard time monetising what I do, and skip around a lot to do like, AUs and stuff between commissions to sooth my brain once its drained and tired, so i figured maybe it's worth putting these options out there for everyone.

The comic will however remain free, forever. I will not ever charge for that, and will still post here as regulalry as my timeframes will allow.

I also have a Ko-Fi if anyone is less sure about a monthly option buut still wishes to support the work here.

KO-FI FOR ANYONE WHO DOESNT KNOW ABOUT IT

Thanks for baring with me, and hopefully I can improve at selling myself as a creator, no one ever tells you thats the hardest part ^^'

[ciaossu-imagines]

Just wanted to give a heads up to all the lovelies who commission me or are considering commissioning me - I am hard at work at completing the current paid commissions. Once that is done, I will be switching my commission system over to Patreon, which I hope to have done as soon as possible. This is due to some issues I've been having with Etsy - they're now requiring my Social Insurance number and all my tax information, which I am not comfortable with providing, and have been taking more of a percentage from my revenue than they claimed they would. Not only will I be selling my commissions on there, but it will also be a way you can not only support this blog but get more content - the lowest paid tier will have in depth au's, explorations of characters (the first month's content will be weekly digs into fictional character's astrological signs and birth charts and how well everything fits or does not fit). The only other tier will guarantee a full one-shot fic either every week or bi-weekly, I am not sure which. Free membership just gets headcanons, au ideas, and such outside of this blog, so basically anything I get inspired to write that isn't requested by someone else.

By the end of today, all my Etsy listings will be taken down. The shop will remain open until such time as all commissions are delivered. Please be patient with me while I get all commissions finished and the new Patreon and its content up and available.

[elevenharbor]

bye #sesshome

STOP. STEALING. MY. ART. WITHOUT. MY. PERMISSION.

Didn’t want to do this, but enough is enough. I had to find out from others (while I am away overseas with limited internet) that multiple SessKag LATAM groups on facebook had been reposting my art & not crediting me (the artist), and even going as far as cropping my watermark out. To add salt to an open wound, I also found out someone made a T-shirt of my art without my knowledge.

l create SessKag art to share with the community. I get no monetary compensation from the hours of work I put in, nor am I asking for money (this is in part why I do not take commissions.) All I ask in return is to credit me, the artist, whenever they share my works. It is as simple as copy/pasting the original source, whether through instagram or tumblr.

yet this is so difficult to do, for some reason.

I know I am not going to get rich off of this. I know art theft is common. People make fanfic covers of my stuff. Art theft is hard to prevent unless I put everything behind a pay wall (ie Patreon) and even that isn’t foolproof.

I draw because I genuinely enjoy the community and what it has to offer.

But not this- blatant art theft.

but seriously, ya’ll have put a bad taste in my mouth. Enjoy not getting SessKag content from me because I’m out.

to those who’ve read this far, I ask that you help out fellow artists who face the same problem. If you see art that you know was made by someone else without proper credit, please flag the posts, or at least bring it to the page admin’s attention to give credit where credit is due.

block me, unfollow me, i don’t give a damn. I’m still going to create for other fandoms. Maybe if I am less salty I’ll think about posting under that tag again.

[darkanddirtyknb]

Important Notice

I want to give a warm hello to all of my beautiful like-minded freaks, creeps, and horny little toads. We have had quite the journey together. It's hard to believe I started my blog and Patreon so long ago. Sometimes it's painful to reflect on because I was in a much better place when I started my blog. But we learn to live with the hand we receive in life, and that's what I'm doing. Which brings me to the reason I'm posting this today. This has been a long time coming, and I suppose I've been putting it off because I haven't wanted to admit it to myself. I've been in such a period of stasis. But I kept trying to convince myself that I could return to how I used to be—putting out content like the wind, writing commissions, having deep discussions and long conversations with my supporters, and so on. But the truth is, I just can't do it anymore. My body has taken a toll on me, and my fire has burned out. My physical health (and sometimes mental) has taken its course, and this is the path I have no choice but to follow. However, despite the war I'm waging with my body, there is good news. I won my disability claim. I'm not making much, but it's enough that I can support myself monetarily. So, I will be closing my Patreon. I'll also no longer be writing commissions for the foreseeable future. I've been delaying this part of my announcement because I hate letting people down. My Patreon aside, I made a lot of promises to people that I couldn't keep. For that, I'm sorry. I never accepted any money for work I didn't start, so I owe no one anything in a monetary way. But I will be letting people down, and that truly bothers me. If you were in line for a story, I give you my sincerest apologies from the bottom of my heart. If you feel like I let you down in any way, I'm sorry for that too. That said, to be fair, I didn't know this was going to happen to me. I hold no control over the turns my health takes, and if I could change it, I would. I will still post from time to time. I'm not giving up on writing. But what once took me one to two days now takes me weeks, sometimes months to finish. I will still be around, and I will still engage with my followers. I'm not disappearing. My health may have won this round, but I won't let it take me down. I've come too far to give up what I love. I actually have a very detailed story in the works, and come hell or high water, I will finish it. I want to thank everyone who has stuck by my side. To everyone who has supported me, shared talks with me, read my works, liked my stories, and left comments—thank you. These things have helped me through some of my darkest hours. As for my Patrons, hopefully, by closing my account this month, you'll be able to have some extra money after the holidays. I want to give a special thank you to you. You kept me afloat by helping me pay for necessities like my medication, food, gas for medical appointments, and more. Without you, I truly don't know how I would have reached this point in my life. I hope there are no hard feelings. I'm doing what I need to for myself, but also, what I feel is best. If I get a second wind, I might write those stories still jotted down on my whiteboard. You never know. Lastly, I want to share another piece of good news. My parents surprised me with a new friend. I will post pictures of her below. Her name is Luna. (Not after Luna Lovegood, but our Lord and Savior, The Moon.) She has certainly kept me on my toes, and I'm not sure she's been the best thing when it comes to my disabilities, considering I can barely keep up with her. But I'm in love, and I know that ultimately, she'll be well worth the hassle—which she most definitely is right now. She's a right pain in the ass. I'm pretty sure she's a quarter Gremlin, a quarter Audrey 2, and two-quarters Piranha. I'm sending all my love to everyone. I hope you have a wonderful holiday season. If you have any questions or just want to shoot me a message please don't hesitate. Please take care of yourselves. It's dangerous business out there. Much love, Kai

[emerystellar]

hii ^_^ i would appreciate if anyone could spare some change cuz i have a lot of expenses right now and i am barely stringing along. more context/sob story under the cut if you want but tl;dr car repairs, ubers to/from work, and food in the meantime

ways to support me:

redbubble ☆ i have quite a few things on there, including logos of my stuff and retro things like bowling alley carpet, i’m working on a pride collection of bowling alley carpets too!! and i have a lot more in the works :]

patreon ☆ four different tiers with varying perks, and near-daily updates on art projects, sneak peeks at redbubble designs, previews on music and even full songs weeks before they release- also recognition on youtube, my discord, etc etc!

donations ☆ these are quick links to all the major money sharing apps (cashapp venmo paypal), if you want to do zelle that requires my email (emery.nova7673@gmail.com)

bandcamp ☆ for as little as a dollar you can pick any of my currently released songs to get the highest quality download, which is equivalent to listening to it 34 times on spotify… so if you really like my music then own it for yourself here! you can also get 50% off literally anything with the code hungrypumpkin (since it’s helping me pay for food lol)

and if you can’t donate, pleaaaase reblog hopefully to reach someone who can- reblogs help wayyy more than likes in this case ^^

thank you all!!! you’re amazing and i hope you have a stellar day

poll for engagement:

okayyy umm hii… i’m a queer trans non-binary neurodivergent indie artist, teacher, and musician (to get all the demographic solidarity out there, i never know how to write these) and as of rn i’m having to pay my dad $1900 to fix my car’s transmission while ALSO paying anywhere from $100-150 a week on ubers to get to and from work since i have a residential tutoring job. while ALSO having to pay rent, bills, etc like normal. it fuckign sucks and i’ve literally been eating almost nothing except free handouts from college … it’s a nightmare and it weighs on me every day 😔

not only are most of the ubers a wild roulette on whether the car’s going to be super uncomfortable and make me nauseous, the driver being overpolitical and talking about super uncomfortable shit out of the blue and making me feel really unsafe, they’re often super fucking late and i can’t risk being late to work and it’s just all around not sustainable yayy!! and i also just learned i have depression from all this! which next to the rest of my melting pot of neurodivergence makes it Really goddamn hard to exist in a positive way!

when i’m not at work or school i am making as much content as i possibly can and pushing it out onto redbubble, patreon, etc. you will get more than your moneys worth in return from artistic content and stuff, that’s all i have to offer right now, because frankly commissions are extremely draining and take me SUPER LONG to finish- i don’t want you to have to fight through my executive dysfunction to get a finished piece that’s not fair to you and i want to make this as worth it as possible on the user end

if you want a specific goal, then right now, $350 for ubers for a month would help a lot but naturally give as much as you can because i need all i can get rn ^^; i’m lowballing it so it feels more achievable really but just ,, please anything helps lol

$0 / $350

thank you i love you all my gratitude is immeasurable and i just.. thank you for supporting me it helps more than you know

[thevanillerose]

BLIZZARD II | GOJO x READER | JUJUTSU KAISEN

~ WRITING COMMISSIONS ~ ~ PATREON ~ ~ KO-FI ~ ~ NOVELS ~

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own anything except my own writing. All properties belong to their respective creators. Content Warnings: A little spicy? A/N: Request [9/10] for my 100 Followers Celebration!

A few people requested this one! I’m glad Part I went over well! Who knows…Part III in the future?

I have one request slot still left! After this I won’t be taking requests until the next event (500 followers, someday? ^^). So if you have anything you want me to write for free (within reason!), now’s the time!

Once requests have closed, you can still check out my Writing Commissions if you’d like me to write for you! I charge reasonable rates and have a 25% December Sale currently running! Check it out!

The fire had dwindled to embers now, the room bathed in a dim orange glow that flickered across the rough wooden walls which had seen years of use.

Years of it, before you two oddballs somehow ended up holed in here together.

The howling storm outside pressed against the cabin like a living thing, but all you could focus on was the warmth beside you—Gojo’s arm still draped casually around your shoulders, his fingers drawing slow, lazy circles on your sleeve. It was such an innocent touch on the surface, but each pass of his fingers sent an unmistakable shiver down your spine, one that had nothing to do with the cold.

Before you’d even known it, the cautious walls you'd built up were scattered debris at your feet, and you were embraced in his arms. Your cheek was on the ratty sofa cushion. His arms were wrapped around your middle, keeping you against him. 

“Still shivering,” he said softly, his voice lower now, a murmur meant just for you.

You swallowed hard, trying to steady your breathing, though the way his body heat radiated against yours made it impossible to focus. “I-I’m not,” you stammered, though the tremble in your voice betrayed you.

This is a man who…definitely works out. A lot. A lot a lot.

You thought, sheepishly, your cheeks pink. No mistake, that well-chiseled form pressing taut to your back, was one which had been earned with a lot of sweat and effort. Hard-earned.

“Hmm,” he hummed, and his haughty tone dripped with that infuriating mix of something amusing, and something risky. “I’m not so sure I believe that.”

He shifted slightly, his body leaning closer, and the blanket slid down his shoulders, revealing the snug sweater that clung to his frame. Truly clung to it, like that blindfold did his eyes.

“Gojo,” you said, barely above a whisper, not even sure what you were trying to say. To stop? To keep going?

If you were being honest with yourself, him stopping was the last thing you wanted…

He tilted his head, his lips curling into a soft, near-predatory smile. “Yeah?” he replied, smugly.

“I…” You hesitated, every nerve in your body on edge. His fingers, which had been tracing your sleeve, moved up now, brushing the edge of your jawline so lightly it made your breath hitch. “This is—”

“Dangerous?” he interrupted, his smile widening, though there was a softness in his voice now that caught you off guard. “Come on, I told you before—you’re safe with me.”

The words should have reassured you, but the way he said them—low and deliberate, his thumb brushing against the curve of your jaw—only set your pulse racing faster. The air between was as tight and tense as a stretched rubber band. 

“You don’t seem safe,” you whispered, the words tumbling out before you could stop them.

Gojo chuckled, the sound deep and rich, vibrating through the small space between you. “No?” he murmured, leaning in so close now that the tip of his nose almost brushed yours. His voice dipped lower, sending a thrill down your spine. “Then why haven’t you pulled away? Why haven’t you tried to resist me?”

You opened your mouth to answer, but nothing came out. Because he was right. You hadn’t pulled away. Your body betrayed you, leaning closer to him without even realizing it, drawn in by the warmth of him, the pull of something you couldn’t quite name.

“You’re not the only one feeling this,” he said softly, his tone gentler now, though his hand didn’t stop its slow, deliberate caress against your jaw. “Deny it if you want to. But we’re after the same thing. So, tell me…” His lips hovered so close to yours you could feel the ghost of his breath.

“Are you going to stop me?”

The words hung in the air, heavy and daring. 

Were you?

Am I?

“No,” you whispered. Your heart roared so loud and brash in your ears, you barely heard your own meek little refusal.

Gojo’s lips quirked into a slow, satisfied smile. “Good answer,” he murmured, and then he closed the remaining distance.

The kiss was soft at first, almost tentative, as though he were testing the waters, giving you a chance to change your mind. As though, as intimidating as he was, he wanted to make it clear in some way that he would never torment you with force. 

But when you didn’t pull away—when you leaned into him, your hand clutching and curling the edge of the blanket under your knuckle as if it could keep you anchored—he deepened the kiss. His free hand moved to your waist, sliding under the blanket to rest just above your hip, his touch firm and grounding.

His lips were warm, impossibly soft, and the way he moved against you—slow but confident, like he knew exactly how to unravel you—made your knees weak, even though you were already laying down. 

He only got bolder.

You almost utterly unspooled when his hand on your jaw tilted your face slightly, guiding you closer, and his teeth grazed your bottom lip in a way that sent a shock of heat through your entire body. His hand, simultaneously, slipped low and tenderly enough that it was no mystery what he desired. 

As you gasped softly, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue against yours, the kiss turning deeper, hotter, until the world itself seemed to melt away. His hand on your waist tightened slightly, pulling you against him, and the sheer heat of his body made you feel like you might catch fire.

When he finally pulled back, his lips just barely brushing yours, you were left breathless, your heart pounding so hard you were sure he could feel it thundering in his own chest too.

“Still cold?” he asked, his voice a husky whisper, his lips curving into a smirk that was equal parts smug and devastatingly attractive.

You shook your head, unable to form words, and he chuckled softly, his hand slipping from your waist to trail up your spine.

“Good,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth, his voice dropping even lower. “Because I can keep this up all night.”

The storm outside raged on, the wind howling through the trees, but inside the cabin, your world was utterly consumed by this strange.

All you could feel was him.

Warm, overwhelming, and utterly impossible to resist.

Like my writing? I can write for you! Check out my WRITING COMMISSIONS! DECEMBER SALE: 25% OFF!

[juniper-pines]

Help Please! Commissions! Art for Doodles! Drive to Immediately Stabilize!

So I have a little under 80 days as of this writing to make about $8,000.00 - $10,000 USD

I have been struggling without work. Unpayed bills from the past few months have piled up. I've lost so much already, and I'm at risk of losing even more. On top of that, I need to move halfway across the country by the end of October, since the family I'm staying with is moving out of the country. I can't really follow them with my financial situation.

This escalation happened about a week after I had finally reached a point where I'm able to complete commissions and take in new ones. So now I have additional plans and schedules and stuff that need to be done... Additional money needs to be made, and fast, before I can settle into a more sensible work flow.

So... I'm doing everything. EVERYTHING! Whatever I can do! It's crunch time x1000!

The Quick Summary:

I have a Carrd now! There, you can find links to all my socials, Patreon, Ko-fi, GoFundMe, the form for requesting Commissions or Doodles-For-Donations and Monthly Patreon Doodles, and more! Check it out: https://juni-p.carrd.co/

My Patreon has been updated and makes sense finally! Monthly Doodles can be requested from the form at the bottom of the Commissions page on my Carrd for each monthly Patreon contribution!

You can request Doodles-For-Donations on that same form if you're donated anywhere! Ko-fi, Patreon, wherever! Check out the bottom of the Commissions page on my Carrd for info and a link to the form!

Commissions are open for requests right now! I'll start taking new ones very soon, so get your requests in! Look for the form link on the bottom of my Carrd's Commissions page!

My GoFundMe is still available, and has been updated with info about the move and such. You can read that for more info about it all and donate if you're feeling generous <3 (Also, this still counts for Doodles-for-Donations, too, if you want!)

Soon I'll have a store! With stickers and stuff! Maybe even shirts! I'll send out notifications when there's merch and stuff up, and the links will be up on my Carrd too!

Lots more specifics below, so keep reading! And thank you in advance for any help!

MILESTONES:

I have an income tracker on the Carrd, under News. When I hit a milestone, I'll be doing something special! ...though I haven't figured out what the special thing is just yet! Pls let me know if you have ideas. I wanna make it nice b/c TYTYTYTYTYTYTYTYthankyou~

PATREON INCENTIVES!

All Patreon backers now get a Doodle per month! Details and request form are on the Carrd! It's the same form as Commissions, so just make sure you pick the "Patreon" option, okay? I'm still thinking of what other incentives I can put on there. If anyone has any ideas, please let me know! I really appreciate y'all so much~

KOFI and Donation Doodles!

Like the Patreon doodles, but for one-time donations and things like that I'll be doing these whenever I'm on stream, too, so come say hi! Same request form! It's all on the Carrd!

Commission Requests are open!

I'll be taking new ones soon, once I get more of my backlog done, so if you want a commission, get your requests in! Pricing and details all on the Carrd! I'm working hard <3 <3

Also I'm doing Animations now, too! And YCH stuff soon! I'm excited about it!!! :D :D :D Pic related to both <3 (Thank you X!!!)

GoFundMe

My GoFundMe's been updated to explain my situation some, and to help give me some relief from the amount of work I now have to do in such a short time. Shares, reblogs, etc, are just as appreciated as the donations. Thank you <3

I'm also opening a RedBubble with stickers and prints and stuff!

I don't know what to put there yet, but I already have the storefront and such. More to come soon, of course <3 It's empty at the time of posting, but there'll be stuff there soon!

Finishing commissions comes first, of course~

If you read all of that, TY

I am going through the climax of this whole ordeal I've been in for the past few years and/or most of my life Honestly, the uncertainty hitting such a high is scary, but I'm gonna do my best ( TuT)9 My DMs on Discord are always open if you have any thoughts or questions, okay? TY, everyone, for sticking with me through it all <3